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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1938-05-05, Page 2THURSDAY, MAY 5tli, 1038 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE CHAPTER I FREE From SCIATICA FOR 35 YEARS Huron County Council Tall white icandles 'burned steadily in heavy silver candelabra, garenias reflected their white fragrance on oblong mirrors, old Ephriam—the impeccable icolored butler — passed slowly around the ta'ble straighten­ ing the silver for the dozenth time, brushing an infinitesimal speck from here and there. Patsy Warfield, standing straight and small and slen­ der at the window, her golden head up, a look of quiet expectancy upon her face, waited for the first car to turn into the driveway of Tree Tops. For tonight Admiral Warfield, her grandfather, with whom she and Marcia, Ted and Tippy, had lived since the death of their parents, would announce her engagement to Richard Bowie. And in 'October she would marry him. They would go to Canada for a month or two and then ibaok to Annapolis and live ser­ enely and graciously in Richard’s dignified Colonial home on the banks of the Severn and only a stone’s throw from Tree 'Tops. That would please her grandfather and almost compensate him because she was marrying a scientist and civ­ ilian. She would have a husband who was wealthy, a philanthropist, and who could never hurt her be­ cause she had known him all her life and was only passively fond of him. Eventually she would go on with her voice, her lessons with Dmetrieff, the great impressario in New York, driv­ en again by that strange force with­ in herself which she had recognized there years ago, ‘but did not under­ stand, and which Dfetrieff said was one of the first signs of greatness. And that would please her! A Childhood Warning (She didn’t want love. For a long time now Patsy Warfield had been afraid of love. Not wanting love, she thought, went back to a soft Summer twilight and a garden that smelled sweetly of roses and hibis­ cus and dew on the grass. There had been many people at Grand­ father’s garden party that night: ladies who drifted over the spacious grounds with the grace of swans and officers resplendent in ibrass and gold braid. But she only remember­ ed a few; her father and a slim dark young woman who had wandered off with him into the wistful shadows of the live-oaks, not aware of the small 9-year-old Patsy who followed them;’ who stood wide-eyed and wondering, when her father swept the young woman into his arms and held her lips close ibeneath his for a long, long while. Back at the pillored porch of Tree Tops she remembered her mother’s starkly white face, her stricken eyes her softly plaintive voice. And she remembered Grandfather Warfield saying, gently: “Women ican’t resist Carter, Leila, and his vanity won’t permit him to resist them. It’s nothing more than that. And he for­ gets them so quickly.” Her mother had something about “would it never end” and “the tortures of humilia­ tion.” But mostly clearly of all, Patsy remembered the ladies in picture hats and flowing pastel chiffons who had gathered about the tea table and had stood holding fragile tea-cups in their pale hands. One goldenly lovely woman had said: “Don’t you fee sorry for Leila Warfield! The Commander is so fa­ tally handsome, so attractive to wo­ men and so attracted by them. There are few women who can resist a man in uniform, and I suppose Teresa Evans can’t be iblamed any more than the others. You’d certainly think she’d be a little more discreet, tho’ ■wouldn’t you? You 'can see their shadows very plainly down there un­ der the live oaks. And Leila has seen them! . . poor dear! Indeed, I would rather be dead than live a life like hers . . . that wretched sense of insecurity . . that . . ” Another lady in a picture hat had turned suddenly, had seen the small big-eyed girl behind her, had held a silencing finger to her crimson lips. Ssh-h! There’s Patsy!” she said in an undertone “'Little pitchers, you know!” Now Patsy Understood But later she had understood. Un­ derstood fully. And in the years that followed there grew within, her a strong fear of love—strengthened by Marcia’s tragic marriage to a young Angry Boils Cause Much Misery Cleanses The Blood Drives Out Impurities Helps Banish The Boils A T< MILBURN CO., LTD., PRODUCT officer who was killed m a balloon crash and Ted’s wild, futile infatua­ tion for Virginia Keith—until at 20 she was obsessed with it. Whatever else happened to her, there were three things that must not. She must never fall in love; she must never become even slightly fond of a man that other women found irrestible; she must never look even a second time at a man in uniform. This latter resolve had been a little difficult, ibeing navy born as she was and moving from one Navy Yard to another until her father had died in Guan and her mother, grieving, had quickly follow­ ed him in death, as she had followed the fleet and his ship in life. .In the kitchen there was a rattle of dishes, a scurrying of feet and the happy humming of the servants who liked nothing better than a party at the )big house of Admiral Warfield. Upstairs, Marcia’s petulant voice rang through the wide halls. ‘Tippy!’ Won’t you be a gentleman for once and give a chance at the shower! It’s late. People will be coming any min­ ute now!” Tippys strong young voice came back, muffled by the spray of the only shower in the house. “I’m not a gentleman, Marcia! I would have been an officer and a gentleman by act of Congress if I hadn’t flunked out of the Academy! ,So-a-a-, not be­ ing a gentleman, I’m going to take my time and look my ibest! You see, if Ted doesn’t make it back from the coast tonight I’m going to make a play for his gorgeous Virginia Keith! What a girl, Marcia! Eyes like Sum­ mer stars, hair like a flame . . “Like a fl^me to burn your fingers Tippy.”' Patsy smiled and was glad that Marcia sounded in a happy mood to­ night. Lately she had been wonder­ ing if Marcia would ever get over Tom Kanes tragic death. Ted said that it would drive her off her nut if she didn’t stop thinking about him. And Tippy said he thought some one ought to keep an eye on Marcia all the time, for she might do something horrible to herself or some one when she was in one of her black, despair­ ing moods. • But grandfather believed that Marcia’s decision to teach painting this year would probably help more than anything else and put an end to those days of locking herself in her room and crying for hours into the pillow on her bed. Tlie Voice of Night Patsy left the dining room win­ dow then, and went through the hall and out on the Colonial portico. For a while she stood listening to the orchestra of the night tuning up—the castenets of the cicad’as, the resonant throb as of a ibass viol close by, a sharp cornet note in the distance, the wind singing through the live oaks like wild harp strings—sporadic night sounds that slowly began to harmonize in the music of the coun­ try. She closed her eyes for a moment and stood very still, as if a single movement of her body would silence the world. Years later, hearing an­ other orchestra tune up and standing very sill, listening. Patsy would re­ member this- night and tears would magnify her eyes, and those seeing would wonder why and never under­ stand. When her lashes lifted once more her gaze lay soft and dreamy and darkly blue on Richard’s house in the distance. The broad expanse of grass and trees between the two homes glittered with its myriad points of cold dew, like old silvered brocade. 'She could see the light burning in his basement laboratory and won­ dered if Richard would forget that he was becoming engaged to her to­ night. Richard might forget any­ thing when he was in that icurious, clumsy laboratory of his, moving back and forth between the Bunsen burner and the shelves disorderly with flasks and test tubes and pip­ ettes; dropping something on a tiny slide and putting it under a micro­ scope. ■How many times had she sat si­ lently in that basement waiting for Richard to complete some experiment that he hoped would ultimately bene­ fit humanity! How many times had she sat there studying him intently— his tall, lean darkness, the brown eyes that were not quite soft . . speculative, rather, with the clarify that comes of introspection, nerves and analysis; the sensitive mouth with only a hint of cynicisc in the corners. ‘Then one night he had slumped to a chair, crumpling a chart, his slim slim face changing from an amiable dreaminess to stark discouragement. She had gone to him and had run her fingers through his wavy brown hair. It had felt soft and dear to the touch; That was when she had made up her lnind at last to marry him. The hum of a motor and the sound of tires slewing against gravel as a car swung into the driveway scatter­ ed Patsy’s thoughts. The shafts of gold brought a rush of beauty to the gardens of Tree Tops —-dalhias, strong and dusky and rich; maple leaves falling gently in flaming color to the ground. Then the car stopped under the portico and the gold was dished oil and for a moment the earth seemed plunged in darkness. Patsy snapped on the porch light, moved a little toward the steps and stood waiting, smiling. A lovely young girl m a trailing blue chiffon engagement gown and her fiancee’s corsage of gardenias against her slim throat. 'Ted climbed out of the car, whist­ ling, cap a little to one side. Like most very young navy officers he had only one respectable uniform, sacred to affairs like his sister’s engagement dinner. The seat of his pants was a trifle incandescent from much sitting and pressing, but his braid was very bright and his aviator’s eagle glit­ tered. Patsy’s smile broadened. iShe thought: “Ted Warfield, lieutenant —JG—attached to US.lS. Saratoga, plane carried with the Pacific fleet, but feeling very important, if you please, because he’s temporaryily sta­ tioned in Annapolis to scout for the football team. He’s back now from a flight to check the technique and manouver of a dozen college teams that navy will play. We’ll hear all about it at breakfast and dinner and supper for a week. He’s trying to look excited because I’m becoming engaged to Richard tonight, but he’s really excited because he will see Virginia Keith again. A Stranger Arrives Ted Warfield wasn’t alone. An­ other uniformed young man got out of the car behind him. A very tall young lieutenant, and straight, who had an arrogant way of holding his blonde head. As he came up the steps beside Ted, left hand in the packet of his coat, his cap a little to one side, Patsy thought he was the most handsome man she had ever seen. He had the bluest eyes she had ever seen, too, and she could tell iby the curve of his upper lip that he knew how to laugh at himself,iTed reached the top step with a bound, caught Patsy, kissed her flushed cheek. He said: “Hi, there, kid! I see I’m in plenty of time for the fireworks! Patsy, may I present Mr. 'Cavendish. Lee Cavendish, you know, the navy’s flying fool himself, in person. He can fly anything from a training ship- to a clipper, upside down, wrong side up or inside out! He’s going to be with us for a few days until he can find quarters in Crabtown!” He paused, caught his breath, then continued: ‘I don’t sup­ pose you’ve seen anything of Virginia since I’ve been away have you?” Patsy swiftly remembered Virginia Keith as she had seen her last week at Log Cabin Tavern, a little drunk and flirting outrageously with Vic­ tor Caldwell. Neither Victor nor Virginia, at their table far across the room, had seen her. She wondered briefly if all the stories afloat in An­ napolis about Victor' were true; if the rugged dark-eyed little iboy with whom she and Richard and Ted had played years ago on the banks of the (Seven could have turned into the mysterious — possibly criminal — character that a few natives thought him. Victor came of a wretchedly poor but proud family. They were still poor, but his minister father refused auy of the things that Victor offered to do for them. IShe wondered if it was because he was wealthy and yet had no position, no tangible back­ ground, to prove how he make his money. iShe said, evenly: “No, Ted. I haven’t seen Virginia.” And Ted, whistling again, picked up Lee’s suitcase and his own and vanished into the house. Patsy smiled at the “navy’s flying fool” then. Her back was to the porch light and her eyes lay in the shadow. But Lee Cavendish could see her mouth clearly — her mouth and the clear, lovely line of her chin and the faint dimple that came out in her right cheek when she smiled. IShe said: “You really didn’t need an introduction. Mr. Cavendish. Your reputation preceded yo'U. Aside from being the navy’s flying fool given to dazzling speed, incredible careenings, swoops and what have you, the navy says—and when the navy speaks it usually speaks plenty!—that you were the best athlete the academy ever turned out! And that’s why you are stationed in Annapolis now giving the team the benefit of your exper­ ience. You play a banjo, dance di­ vinely, paint a little as evidenced by your cartoons in the Log—the dimple grew deeper in her cheek — if you hadn’t gone in the navy you’d probably have gone on the stage. In Perfect Health at 73— Thanks to Kruschen Thirty-five years ago this septua­ genarian was helpless with sciatica. Then he heard of Kruschen. Since that day, he lias enjoyed perfect health. Here is his remarkable story: “Thirty-five years ago, I had a severe attack of sciatica, and could scarcely move for about six weeks. Then I started taking Kruschen —- about half-a-teaspoonful every morning in hot water. In a few weeks, I got rid of the awful pain in my hips. I have never had tO' con­ sult a doctor since, and am still in perfect health at 73 years of age, which I can only attribute to taking Kruschen Salts every morning.”— T.A. Most people grow old long before their time because they neglect one vital need of health—the need of internal cleanliness. Eventually, they start the healthy Kruschen habit. Then, porbably for the first time in their lives, they start getting rid, every day, of all waste matter from the system. The result is renewed health and vigour. Ailments due to clogged systems vanish, youth re­ turns, and life becomes really worth living. in Rhyme c? VI They were crowded in t'he Court House Every man there wished to speak, On the many heavy subjects During County Council week. sThe new Warden, Wilmot Haacke On the County throne was placed, By John Eckert and Costello ■After an exciting race. ............................................%........................... Qtye Exrirr ©inwe-Aimnratr Established 1873 and 1887 at Exeter, Qntarip Published every Thursday mornlni! 1UBSCRIPTION^-J2.0b per year in advanceRATES—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c, each insertion for first four insertions. 25c, each subse­ quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar­ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Lost, di Found 10c. per line of six words. Reading notices 10c. per line. Card of Thanks 50c, Legal ad­ vertising 12 and 8c. per line. In Memoriam, with one verse 50c. extra verses 25c. each. Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Reeve McNall was next behind him And received the second prize. That 'Of Criminal Justice Audit, He's a fast one for his size. Roily Grain will grind title gravel For ouir (famous County roads, Helped by iFeagan and Mawhinney, And T. Roy will count the loads. J, W. Roberts writes the minutes, Erskine handles all the dimes; Jack Scott makes some 'clever speeches, Telling Ihow to make good times. Billy Saunders made a motion, Seconded iby Peter Scotto; For to cancel drivers’ permits Of drunk men who drive an auto. / Professional Cards GLADMAN & STANBURY . (F. W, Gladman) BARRISTER, SOLICITOR, &c Money to Loan, Investments Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vaults for use of our Clients without charge EXETER and HENSALL What She Knew He lifted an eyebrow at her. “Swell! And what else has preceded me ” “Oh lots! You’re from Virginia-— twin not navy born—but navy mhde, You were captain of the football team your second-class year, No, 1 boy in 'crew, ibut I missed seeing you be­ cause Dad was stationed in (Shanghai then and I as busy watching China­ men turn soapstone into jade and sell it at fabulous prices to tourists. You married Kitty Mitchell at the Academy Chapel the day you receiv­ ed your commission; The women, I am told, fall for you—one and all!” “Bo I really go to town with the ladies? Yon see—I hadn’t realized it!” “And there my story ends! Grand­ father being retired now and giving me no chance to go places and hear things, I miss most o£ the best navy patter. But I can remem'beir the time”—the dimple deepened in her cheek again”—when- you were the heartsmasher of the navy! All the matrons buzzed over their bridge tables and icocktails and tea cups, up and down the coast!” “God help me!” (Suddenly he slopped smiling. He said: “Look here, I know a few thing about you, too! When your father was l^Javal Attache in Paris yon studied voice. “You have a fine, delicate beau­ tiful voice and the great impressario Dmetrieff, says .you have a future. During the first aria you saiig for him you almost fainted because you were afraid you couldn’t reach the high note. It was a little black note sitting way up on the ceiling waiting to pounce down on you and icrack to pieces. But you caught it by the tail and handled it like a diva and Dmetrieff promptly visioned you do­ ing Madame Butterfly at the Metro­ politan. You probably will some day for you have everything' else that it takes and Dmetrieff says you have a voice. “Also, you wouldn’t marry in the navy if they tossed in all the battle­ ships as a wedding present. You see, Ted did a spot of talking while we were flying in from the Coast. Tell me—what has .a girl like you, born on a transport somewhere off (Samoa, navy tradition, navy trained, got against the navy?” (To be Continued) Parkinson-Hodgins The rectory Ilderton, was the scene of a pretty wedding when Rev. T. F. Whealen united in marriage Artelle Mildred, only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Arnold A. Hodgins to Clifford James, elder son of Mr. and Mrs. O. Grosse. The bride looked charming dressed in Oxford gray suit and shell pink blouse with, black ac­ cessories. After tilie ceremony they returned to the home of the bride’s parents where a dinner was served to the immediate realtives of the bride and groom. In 1917 while Rev. T. F. Whealen was rector of Ailsa Craig he united in marriage the bride’s father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Hodgins, A QUIET, WELL CONDUCTED, CONVENIENT, MODERN 100 ROOM HOTEL—85 WITH BATH WRITE FOR FOLDER TAKE A BE LUXE TAXI FROM DEPOT OR WHARF-250W ■* But the motion was defeated, By some Reeves who like a snort; And who said this was a question, For decision Iby the Court. Peter Scott heads the Committee That looks after farmers’ needs; T. B. and reforestation, Cleaning grain and killing weeds. John A. Bryan is the U'hairman Of the Huron Bounty Home, Taking care of needy people, Who to poverty Ihave come. Next we have the Children’s Shelter, Davidson ilias charge of that; Looking to the County’s .welfare, Playing on the matron’s mat. On the Warden’s own Committee, There are five experienced men, To advise on kotty subjects When .submitted right to them. When tlhey deal with Education, Livermore knows all the rules; How to make the pupils wiser, Who attend our County Schools. If the 'Court House need* repairing, Or improvements to our jail, We depend on Reeve Bob Turner, To attend to all detail. The Executive have duties, Which require a lot of care; L. E. Cardiff is the chairman, To direct the business there. There are others in this Council. All of whom are good and true; Looking after 'homeless kiddies, In whatever they may do. PICOBAC ■■I PIPEHHHL tobacco FOR. A MILD,COOL SMOKE] HURON’S BARD Doesn’t Care Ticket Agent—“This train, ma­ dam, goes to Atlanta and points South.” Madam—“Young man, I want a tram to Richmond, and I don’t care which way it points.” / CROSS-WORD PUZZLE HORIZONTAL 1-Sand-bar 4-lmmense 8- Mature , 9- &hak&fpr'iir,ean king 11-Cancei 13-Abounded 15- Be somewhat ill 16- South African antelop’C 18- Greek letter 19- Cut (Scot.) 21- Saildr 22- River in Bohemia 23- Small children 25-A compass point 27- Nickel (abbrsj 28- Exist 3O-I4avlng length 32-Comblnihg form. 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